I think I have a reputation for being a fool on the net. Heh.

Okay, slowly coming down off the ledge with my cricket bat.

I would go to bed, but have to wait for the dryer to finish. Fifteen more minutes.

I am going to think about how I'm driving up the coast with Kristen to stay in a swank hotel and go to Wondercon.

I have no scotch, but I have my father's homemade wine!

I can bring my own! It's cask strength, which apparently gets me drunk in two glasses instead of my usual six. (Well, six plus some Jager shots).

Allyson, what they all said.

sara, nbc.com is your friend.

Daisy, I need to get you some Fernet.

Everything is fine, but I took a way too long nap this afternoon, and threw off my antibiotic schedule, and have a sinus headache/migrainey sort of thing.

Ugh. I wish the universe would cut you some slack. Feel better/sleepy soon.

I can bring my own! It's cask strength, which apparently gets me drunk in two glasses instead of my usual six. (Well, six plus some Jager shots).

Woo hoo! The guest bedroom is all ready for you. Two cats and a beagle may end up as your sleeping companions.

Papa's wine will throw you for a loop. It's so damn good, but only slightly less potent than rocket fuel. My own tolerance has dropped dramatically since I stopped tending bar on a regular basis at my parents' place. I may have an aversion to paying exhorbitant amounts for good liquor.

I have got to go to SF if only to hang with juliana. Seriously.

I think I have a reputation for being a fool on the net. Heh.

Yeah, right after I posted to you, Denise found an old post I made at the Beta, during the Kitten jihad. I ripped someone named, "DISGUSTED" a new one. I didn't remember it until Denise found it, but now I do, and it felt good, so what the heck do I know.

Maria, what are you doing up this late?

Two cats and a beagle may end up as your sleeping companions.

Ha! I usually have two cats a mini dachshund, a medium sized mutt, and a ginormous sized husband.

Papa's wine will throw you for a loop. It's so damn good, but only slightly less potent than rocket fuel.

My cousin (actually, my dad's cousin's husband) Bo, taught me about moonshine-you cut it with lime koolaide. He caught himself on fire because he couldn't feel his body. (I love the fact that my "cousins" Rita and Bo live in a trailer by the lake and have a courragated metal mailbox that says Borita on it.)

I'm a night owl, Cindy. I normally can't get to sleep before 2 am. This is about the only time I have to catch up with what's on the TiFaux.

Borita!!! Love it.

I used to be a night owl, but lost it a few years back. It's funny to be up so late, tonight. I'm getting eye strain and the headache is ramping back up, so I'm going to sign off now, though. Good night, nice people.